One of my fondest memories of growing up was the delicious smells from the kitchen as my father would make my brothers & me spaghetti for dinner. He lovingly diced onions and garlic, carefully caramelizing the onions to perfection. The whole house would smell amazing.

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I thought, this must be how an artist feels creating a masterpiece; time, patience and finally, perfection. I feel that each time I catch the scent of the carefully prepared onions and garlic, each time I seal a lid, and each time I sell a jar.